O'Hare gets the international headlines. Midway gets the people who actually know Chicago.

Chicago Midway International Airport sits in the middle of the Southwest Side the way it always has, surrounded by bungalows and parish churches and neighborhoods that have been here longer than the terminal building in its current form. Clearing, West Lawn, Garfield Ridge, all of it pressing up close to the runways in a way that reminds you this airport was built into the city, not outside of it.

Strange Allies made this tee for the women who grew up hearing planes overhead and never thought twice about it.

The MDW graphic puts the four stars of the Chicago flag directly on the wings of a top-down propeller plane, distressed and cracked the way old city signage gets, the kind of graphic that references civic identity without turning it into a costume. The runway stripe detail crosses the fuselage cleanly before the distress takes over, and the MDW code below it sits in thick block letters that do not ask you to look but make it hard not to.

Bridgeport has a stubbornness to it that feels related to this tee. Pilsen's murals operate on a completely different frequency than anything you find in the Loop. Beverly on a Friday night in October is its own contained universe. Women who move between those neighborhoods and still catch a Southwest flight out of Midway on a Sunday morning know exactly what this city is actually made of.

The Y2K baby tee cut is cropped at true to size, which layers under a zip-up hoodie or an oversized blazer when the lakefront wind shows up uninvited. Size it up and the fit goes wide and relaxed, the kind of easy that still looks completely intentional.

MDW is not the airport that tries to impress you. It just gets things done. This tee has the same energy.